The Random Number Generator has spoken. And the the winner of Devotions for a Healthier You, by Katie Farrell, is… RACHEL BUHLER! Congratulations, Rachel! I’ll be in touch shortly to confirm your shipping address. 🙂
I am in love with these words from Ann Voskamp (found in her book, “The Greatest Gift”).
Lift your head, Mama. Let yourself laugh. Even a little giggle. Come on, you can do it.
Now, breathe it in.
It’s His grace for you.
This week, as I’ve tried to focus each day on living out what I know of LOVE – it hasn’t been very extravagant. It hasn’t been grand gestures and dramatic displays.
Instead, love has looked like…
…holding Molly in the supermom sumo squat position so she could pee outside without getting it all over herself. (We won’t discuss MY ankles getting splashed.) Even though I asked her BEFORE we left the house if she had to pee. And she insisted, no she did NOT have to pee. And then as soon as we were decidedly out of toilet range, she declared she did, in fact, have to pee “weally, weally bad.”
(Yes, this is a photo of Molly and me, mid-supermom-sumo-squat. No, it is not from this week. Yes, it happens often enough that I had a photo of a completely separate occasion.)
…taking the extra time to tend to a sad kiddo at bedtime (Daddy had to go out of town on a business trip). Getting one of Daddy’s t-shirts for sad kiddo to snuggle with in bed. Finding one of Daddy’s DIRTY t-shirts because the CLEAN shirt didn’t smell enough like Daddy. Ew.
…playing Battleship with my children. I enjoy playing Battleship. I do NOT enjoy playing battleship with my children. Judge me if you must. (“Owen, it’s your turn.” “No, Molly, you can’t just use a red one because you think it’s prettier.” “OWEN. It’s your turn.” “Molly. Use WHITE for a miss.” “OWEN. IT IS YOUR TURN.”)
Love has ALSO looked like…
…insisting my kids have a rest time this afternoon. I needed the rest. So did they.
…saying no to an invitation to take my kids out last night. The day had felt full, and I sensed the need for some down time in the evening. (This choice ended up providing the extra room for the aforementioned snuggle/t-shirt time.)
…saying no to a third game of Battleship. This was in the best interest of all parties involved.
I’m noticing – for me – love is looking like a lot of little things. Sometimes it’s a yes. Sometimes it’s a no. Sometimes it’s quiet. Sometimes it’s wild. Sometimes it’s obvious. Sometimes it’s subtle. Sometimes it’s for me. Sometimes it’s for them.
Mostly I’m noticing I could use a lot of practice. At choosing the loving thing. And definitely at spreading my feet farther apart when I help my daughter pee outside.